21-05-2021, 02:20 PM
Chapter 8
The next morning Jen woke with a wicked hangover. She took two aspirin and drank a huge cup of water. Her memory of the previous evening was spotty, but she remembered enough to be mortified by what she'd done. She had on only the camisole and tights, so somehow she'd undressed herself. Or had Ralph undressed her? She shivered at the possibility.
Ralph called that day and the next, but she didn't answer. Mike got home and she told him what happened. Of course it got him turned on beyond belief and he fucked her non-stop. Afterwards to Mike, his wife appeared reticent about it and refused to talk to Ralph, either over the phone or at church. Mike could tell she'd been turned on, and she had been. Running her hands over Ralph's hard chest and actually palming his erection had been incredibly exciting. But she had so many conflicting thoughts and feelings. Yes, it had been exciting, and she was terribly attracted to Ralph. But she'd acted like a slut and it embarrassed her. Also, she sensed Alicia wanted to get back together with Ralph, so she felt like she was betraying her friend. Finally, she worried about Mike and whether he could handle it if their game went much further. She had her own mixed feelings about that, too.
But Mike was insistent. He constantly talked about Ralph, how he was a friend and it wasn't fair to give him the cold shoulder treatment, how he was the perfect guy to further explore their fantasies. He explained how the fantasy of her getting picked up in a bar was powerful for him, but in the end the thought of her getting fucked by a perfect stranger was too much for him. The bull party was the same problem, just 100 times worst. Someday he'd probably be ready for that, but not the first time.
Ralph was perfect. Clearly she was attracted to him. But also he was a friend and married (like Jen, Mike sensed Ralph and Alicia would eventually get back together), and much older. Thus, Mike wasn't threatened by Ralph. After weeks of being harassed and cajoled, Jen finally agreed to meet up with Ralph. "To talk, that's all," she said, agreeing with Mike it wasn't fair to give him the cold shoulder especially after they'd become such good friends.
They invited Ralph over for dinner. Mike wanted to pick out Jen's clothes, but she refused. Instead she picked out a turtleneck, jeans, bra, pantyhose and flats. She didn't wear makeup or even any perfume. She also wore her hair in a ponytail. Mike's face dropped when he saw her, but she didn't change.
Dinner went great. It was awkward at first, but eventually the friends laughed and talked like nothing had happened. They shared two bottles of wine. Then Mike pulled out a bottle of tequila and they did shots, laughing and giggling. "I've got a surprise," Mike said showing them a small baggie.
Jen looked surprised. "Is that grass?"
Mike smiled and nodded as he rolled a joint. "I bought it from a guy at work." He lit it and took a deep drag, then handed it to Jen.
She giggled. "Oh my god, I haven't gotten high since college!" She took a drag, holding the smoke in her lungs, then finally letting it out. "Oh my," she said, already feeling its effects.
Mike took the joint from her and handed it to Ralph. As he took a drag, Mike turned on soft music and pulled Jen into his arms, moving in a slow dance. Ralph finished the joint and rolled and lit another, handing it to Mike. Mike took a long drag and then so did Jen. All three were feeling the effects of the alcohol and grass.
Mike and Jen continued to slowly dance, the married couple looking into each other's eyes. "What's happening?" Jen asked with an uncertain voice.
Mike didn't answer. He took another drag and then so did Jen. He maneuvered Jen to where Ralph stood. With a casual grin that belied the seriousness of the moment, he handed his wife to Ralph. Awkwardly, Ralph put his arms around Jen's waist. She looked at Mike uncertainly, then looked at Ralph and put her arms around his neck. They began to dance, slowly moving from side to side, looking into each other's eyes. Mike sat in a chair, mesmerized.
Ralph was rock hard. Jen felt so good in his arms. She looked more beautiful than ever, and without makeup she looked so young, like a princess. As they danced, he didn't smell her normal perfume. Instead he smelled baby powder. He was so completely captivated by her, and looking into her face was hypnotic. As if in a dream, he heard himself ask Mike, "Can I kiss your wife?"
Mike gulped, knowing this was the moment. He'd wanted this for so long. He felt overwhelmed with lust, lightheaded with excitement. Jen turned to look at him, an uncertain expression on her face. "Please do," he said looking into his wife's eyes.
A moment later Jen felt Ralph's lips on hers. He started slow, just little kisses on her lips, then he placed his mouth fully on hers. He probed with his tongue, and she opened her mouth, and then his tongue was inside her mouth. They kissed for minutes, and when they finally parted both were panting.
Still in Ralph's arms, Jen looked over at her husband. He had taken his cock out and was slowly stroking himself. "Sit down," she said turning back to Ralph. She got on her knees between his legs and unbuckled and unzipped him. She pulled down his jeans and saw the huge tent in his shorts. Her hands practically shook as she pulled down his shorts. Her eyes went wide. "Um ... really?" she said to herself in amazement as she gawked at the gigantic thing sticking up at her. It was huge, at least three hands long and very thick, with big veins running up the sides. She wrapped both hands around him. It was hard like granite, but the skin soft like a baby's skin, a darker shade of Ralph's dark complexion and completely unblemished.
She looked again at her husband. He was still stroking his cock. She looked into his eyes. "Are you sure?" she silently asked. Reading her mind, Mike nodded eagerly. Seeing him like that, his face a picture of frenzied lust, Jen understood what her husband wanted. For the first time she truly understood the wild extent of his demented fantasies.
As if making a decision, she looked back at Ralph's cock. Then she opened her lips and took him into her mouth.
Ralph moaned as he felt Jen's lips envelope him. He could tell she wasn't used to his size, but she was doing a good job, better than good. He'd never had any girl so beautiful go down on him, it made it even more exciting. He wanted to wrap his hands around her head and thrust into her mouth, but he held back not wanting to hurt her. He'd done that to other girls, roughly fucked their face, to Alicia, and to the many girls he'd bedded since they separated, but he didn't want to do that to Jen, she was too special. But he couldn't resist touching her, so he reached down and fondled her breasts.
Jen could barely take any of Ralph's cock in her mouth, he was just too thick. She loved the smell of him, the musty man smell. She felt his hands on her breasts and it felt good. She wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin. She released Ralph's cock and took off her turtleneck. She pulled off the hair tie and shook out her long blonde hair. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She looked over at her husband. His pants and shorts were around his ankles, showing off his thin, pale legs. Crazed lust filled his face, his lower lip drooping as he panted excitedly. His hand was wrapped around his penis. She noticed his hand completely engulfed his penis, she couldn't even see it. She'd known Ralph was bigger than her husband, but until now it had been an abstract thought. Now though, their immense size difference became real to her.
Jen took off her bra and let it drop to the floor. She turned back to Ralph, seeing him stare at her chest. She waited for him to say something. When he didn't, she said timidly, "I guess not as big as Sophie's, huh?"
Ralph finally tore his eyes from Jen's tits and looked into her blue eyes. "They're the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen," he gushed sincerely, reaching with both hands and cupping her almost reverently.
Jen was taken aback, and realized she'd been holding her breath. Until that moment, she hadn't realized how much it mattered to her what Ralph thought of her small breasts. She smiled bashfully, blushing from Ralph's compliment. She wrapped her hands around his rod and again took him into her mouth.
Ralph gasped at the sensation of his cock once again in Jen's soft mouth. His instinct was to roll his head back, but he couldn't tear his eyes from Jen's beautiful face, her mouth open wide around his shaft. As her head moved up and down her long soft hair fell onto his thighs. He gripped the armrests at the sensation. He had never felt anything as good, her soft blonde hair swaying across his thighs as she sucked and licked him. He'd always been partial to girls with short hair, but now he realized what he'd been missing all his adult life.
"I'm gonna cum!" he groaned suddenly. He assumed she'd pull off and finish him with her hands – most girls (including Alicia) did that -- but instead she swallowed more of his rod. "Ugh, god!" he cried at the welcome surprise, and then he came, his hips bucking with every ejaculation, his hands instinctively gripping the back of Jen's head and shoving more of his thick rod down her throat.
Jen wasn't prepared for the amount of cum shooting out of Ralph's cock, and then he shoved more of his cock into her mouth. She thought she was going to gag. Then she felt his hands behind her head and he shoved more of his cock down her throat, and tears rolled down her face. But somehow she held on, and finally she felt him softening in her mouth. When she finally let him drop from her mouth, all she could say was "wow."
She wiped her wet hands on her jeans and rubbed the tears from her cheek. She looked back at Mike. He had cum too, his sperm on his hands. She went over to him and knelt at his feet. She softly stroked his cheek with her hand. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah," he answered, but she saw hurt in his eyes.
"It's okay," she said softly, taking Mike's hand and lovingly licking the cum from his fingers.
Mike had felt jealous watching his wife go down on Ralph, especially since she was so clearly enthralled by Ralph's cock. Mike had known it was big, but he'd never imagined it would be that long and thick. It made him feel insecure but excited him at the same time. Even though he'd just cum his lust still overwhelmed him. "Lay down," he commanded. He got on the floor and pulled off his wife's jeans, leaving her in just her black tights. He felt her crotch. She was soaking wet. He got between her legs and tore a hole in her pantyhose, exposing her glistening pussy. He went down on her. He heard her moan, and it made him feel good. He wanted to be the man who made her cum.
Mike heard Jen moaned again, and he licked harder, knowing how she liked it. But he felt her body writhe and sensed it wasn't due to what he was doing. He looked up. To his surprise, Ralph was kissing Jen. He was fondling her breasts, rubbing her nipples between his fingers, and she was stroking his cock which was hard again. Jen continued moaning even though Mike was no longer eating her, so he knew it was Ralph she was responding to, not him. In fact, he got the feeling Jen hadn't even been aware of what he'd been doing. Ralph's lips left Jen's and he took her nipple into his mouth. Her body writhed as he sucked her nipple, and then Ralph's hand moved over her flat stomach and cupped her pussy. With annoyance, Mike wondered what Ralph would've done if he'd still been eating her, push him out of the way? Jen moaned and arched her back as Ralph pressed his thumb against her clit. Mike rose from between his wife's legs and sat back into the chair, feeling like a third wheel. Ralph immediately got between Jen's legs. Mike knew he was about to see his wife fucked.
This was what he wanted, right? What he'd fantasized about for years? But his heart felt about to burst. He wanted to shout STOP! He wanted to pull Ralph away from his wife and kick him out of their house. But he knew he couldn't do that again to Jen. It would be worst if he tried to stop it. So he sat there dumbly, feeling as if in shock, like watching a train wreck happening.
Ralph grabbed his big dick and aimed it at the opening Mike had ripped in his wife's pantyhose. He pressed it between her slim pussy lips and then leaned down on her. Jen groaned and spread her long legs wider as the big head of his cock penetrated her.
"Ugh you're big!" Jen grunted her eyes clenched shut.
"It's alright, just relax, I'll go slow," Ralph said soothingly. He gently pushed against her over and over, slowly pushing in and then out, each time pushing a little more of his cock into her. Jen grunted and her nostrils flared with each of his thrusts. She couldn't believe the incredible sensations of having something so big pushing inside her and how wonderful it felt. She'd had a few other men before marrying, and most had been bigger than Mike. But nothing like Ralph. This was a totally new unbelievable experience.
Ralph took his time, patient and gentle, supporting himself on his muscular arms. Clearly he'd done this many times before, knowing how to indoctrinate his big cock to a girl for the first time. Finally with one of his thrusts he stayed in a push up position above her. He had enough of his cock inside so he could simply apply constant pressure until Jen's pussy relaxed and gave way and that's exactly what happened as he expertly pushed himself balls deep into Jen's pussy.
"Ugh!" Jen grunted as she took the full length and thickness of Ralph's manhood. "God you're so big!"
"Are you okay?" he asked gently kissing her lips.
"God yes!" she gushed. "It feels wonderful!"
Ralph smiled with satisfaction. He lifted himself up off of her and then pushed back down, impaling her with his long thick cock. He did it over and over, Jen's nostrils flaring each time he plunged into her, but she was becoming accustomed to his size. Sensing this, Ralph started fucking her harder with each thrust. It wasn't long before Mike heard their bodies slapping together. Despite his mixed feelings, he was hard again and began stroking himself.
"Oh god oh god oh god," Jen cried, her voice beginning to breakdown, no longer able to speak clearly. Her cries rose over the rapid slapping noise and Ralph's own grunts. Ralph's penis size and his sexual prowess were taking her to a new sexual level. Jen whimpered as Ralph continued his assault on her body, and then she began to sob ecstatically. It was obvious Jen was experiencing something she'd never before had with any man, including her husband.
Ralph kept up this brutal pace for an extraordinary length of time, and he had Jen screaming his name over and over. Then Ralph lifted Jen onto the sofa. Mike saw Ralph was going to have even more leverage with his feet on the floor and God only knew what he was going to put her through now. He found out immediately as Ralph began rapidly humping between Jen' s legs. He could clearly see his enormous phallus slicing into his wife like a battering ram. It looked like a thick pipe made from a shiny marble as it glistened with Jen's excitement. Then Ralph put Jen's legs over his shoulders, giving him even more leverage. He licked and rubbed Jen's tights-covered calves across his cheeks as he pounded away. Her moans and sobs of ecstasy were continuous, and her pretty stockinged feet flailed helplessly in the air with each of Ralph's thrusts.
"Cum for me baby!" Ralph urged her.
"Oh Ralph!" was all Jen could muster. Mike knew his wife was on the verge of a huge orgasm.
"That's it, let it happen, cum on my cock!"
"Oh Ralph, oh god!" Jen cried as her orgasm hit. Her body shuddered from the thunderous orgasms that overtook her body. Ralph released her legs from his shoulders and leaned down, planting his lips over hers and kissing her through her orgasm. Mike's jealousy peaked at the intense intimacy of the gesture, yet his body betrayed him and he lurched and once again ejaculated over his hand.
As Jen writhed underneath him, Ralph kept up a relentless rhythm. His endurance was incredible. To Mike's dismay, her orgasm seemed to go on forever. Still kissing him, Jen wrapped her arms and long legs around Ralph, hugging him so close it was like they were a single person. Finally Ralph slowed his pace, sensing Jen's orgasm subsiding. He moved her to lie on the sofa, but they remained in their intimate embrace. He kept fucking her but slowed so he could talk softly into her ear. They held each other and kissed as they talked. Mike could hear the whispers but couldn't make out what was being said. Occasionally Jen would smile and nod her head, then they'd kiss some more.
Jen's legs were dbangd around Ralph. Her tights were laddered and drenched with sweat. She untangled herself from him and let him climb off of her. His penis withdrew from her making a suction noise as it popped out of her pussy. Ralph stood up and held out his hand. Jen gave him a stunning smile and took his hand, and he helped her off the sofa. They held each other for a moment, his hard cock pressed against her flat stomach.
Jen stood on her tiptoes, held Ralph's head in her hands and kissed him. Again, the intimacy of the gesture made Mike's heart sink. Smiling, she gently squeezed Ralph's hard cock, acknowledging he hadn't yet cum. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom she shared with Mike. She didn't even glance in Mike's direction, and he felt completely forgotten. Worst, he felt like he'd lost his wife. Ralph had already cum in her mouth and down her throat, now he was going to cum deep inside her womb and then who knew where else during the night. Mike's guess was Jen wasn't going to get much sleep this night.
With horror Mike remembered Jen had gone off the pill months ago, and she hadn't made Ralph wear a condom. Ralph was clearly extremely fertile; he had 4 kids with Alicia. Mike leaped to his feet, he could still stop this. But getting up so quickly made him dizzy, especially with all the alcohol and grass in his body, and he staggered and fell. He finally got up, but he couldn't move very fast.
When he finally entered his bedroom he saw Jen on her back, Ralph between her spread legs. Suddenly Ralph moaned and his muscular back arched, and he pumped again and again into Jen each time with a shuddering groan, and then finally he slowed down. Like before they kissed and spoke softly to each other, Jen's arms around his neck, softly playing with his hair.
Ralph was still inside her but his cock softened, and Mike's heart sank as he saw a thick milky cream leak from her pussy and coat her black tights. Mike knew in his heart Ralph had just impregnated his wife. He staggered from the room, fell on the sofa and passed out.
Sometime in the middle of the night Mike woke. He was barely awake, still drunk from the alcohol and pot. But his foggy brain registered he was in bed. How had he gotten there? He felt something sharp stabbing into his thigh. No, he wasn't in bed, he was in a boat, he felt the waves. He opened his eyes. Everything was blurry. Then he began making out shapes. Jen lay beside him. On her back. Ralph on top of her, between her open legs. Her bare legs, she'd taken off the tights. Ralph moving back and forth. Jen's moans and whimpering. Ralph was fucking her again. Not waves, the bed moving. Ouch. What was pressing into his thigh? A high heel? Jen had on heels, and the stiletto dug into him as Ralph fucked her. Then the pressure disappeared. Jen's legs went on Ralph shoulders. He bed shook harder. He grunted. His back arched. He pumped over and over. More baby making juice in his wife's fertile womb. Then Mike passed out again.
Mike felt the sun on his face. He opened his bloodshot eyes. He felt terrible, his head pounded. The bed was moving. He looked over. Ralph was on his back this time, Jen on top, slowly moving up and down, rocking back and forth. As she moved up, Mike saw Ralph's long thick cock, glistening with the excitement of his wife's pussy. He wasn't wearing a condom, which was no surprise. Each time she moved down on Ralph's cock, Mike heard her whimper and moan. Ralph reached up and gently cupped her breasts, gently rubbing her nipples and making her moan even more. Jen leaned down and kissed him, their kiss lasting a long time as she slowly rocked back and forth, then she slowly drew back, her long soft blonde hair rolling over his chest, and Mike heard Ralph moan. Mike loved it when Jen did that to him, when she was on top and swayed her long blonde hair over his chest, it felt so incredibly good. Ralph had never experienced that with Alicia or his short haired girlfriends, but now he was discovering that wonderful sensation from his wife.
It wasn't the frantic fucking of last night. It was slow. It was considerate. With a sinking heart Mike realized Jen wasn't fucking Ralph. She was making love to him.
He got out of bed, disheartened. They didn't even notice, Jen didn't notice. He thought about killing himself. What did he have to live for? He'd lost his wife. No doubt she was pregnant from Ralph's fertile sperm. He had a gun and bullets in the desk. All he had to do is put it in his mouth and pull the trigger. Maybe then Jen would notice him again, at least for a minute. But he didn't have the guts to do it. He was a wimp letting another man fuck his wife, and a coward too. He made coffee and sat at the kitchen table.
He could hear their moans of passion and ecstasy. He knew he should leave the house, maybe take a drive, but he was frozen in place, like an insect attracted to flame. He heard Jen cry out in orgasm, and then moments later Ralph's groans and the bed slammed up and down against the floor, over and over again, Ralph depositing another big load of his fertile seed deep into his wife's womb. Was there any chance he hadn't impregnated her by now? His cock twitched at the thought and he experienced another wave of self-disgust.
He heard bare feet on the hardwood floor and then the shower being turned on. The shower curtain opening and closing. Laughing and giggling. Then silence. Then moans and whimpering. God, were they really doing it again so soon? He heard banging against the wall, and imagined Jen pressed against the shower tiles, her long legs wrapped around Ralph's waist, the two kissing as he pounded her again with his big cock. Mike couldn't help himself. He reached into his shorts, and came after just a few tugs of his cock, barely catching his sperm with a tissue so at least he didn't soil himself. Finally the pounding stopped, and then the shower turned off, and he heard people dressing. Mike felt like he wanted to cry.
Five minutes later Jen emerged from the bedroom. Freshly showered, she wore only the Penn State t-shirt she normally wore to bed. Seeing Mike sitting at the table, she smiled hesitantly, looking a little guilty. Moving behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I wondered where you went," she said kissing his cheek.
Feeling a flood of emotions, Mike didn't know what to say. So he went with the practicalities. "I'm not sure how I winded up in bed."
"I found you passed out on the sofa, so I helped you get into bed."
"Oh," was all he could think to say. Was that before or after you let Ralph fuck your brains out some more? he thought bitterly. Probably both. Had they gotten any sleep at all? Or had they fucked all night long?
Jen sensed her husband's dark mood. She sat next to him and took his hand, studying his face.
Ralph came into the kitchen a few minutes later. He had the good graces to look embarrassed and awkward. Jen smiled at him, and told him to sit down. She got him a cup of coffee, and then made a big breakfast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. Even without makeup, her hair brushed back wet, and wearing just an old t-shirt, she looked gorgeous and sexy, especially as she reached up on her tiptoes to retrieve the pancake mix and plates. Ralph couldn't take his eyes off her.
Jen served Mike first and then Ralph, and she sat close to Mike. But as they talked and laughed over breakfast it was clear the conversation was more between Jen and Ralph, with Mike mostly left out. Again he felt like a third wheel. Eventually Jen and Ralph sensed this and they stopped talking, a long awkward silence following, and this made Mike feel worse.
Ralph thought this was a good time to leave. He got up, saying, "I better get going, Alicia will be bringing home the kids soon." He shook Mike's hand. "You're a better person than me. I could never do what you do." Mike took his words as an indictment, not a compliment.
"Um ... I'll see Ralph out," Jen said to Mike, getting up. They turned the corner into the foyer. Mike couldn't see them. But he heard soft voices, and what sounded like a lengthy hug, and then a long kiss. Then the door opened, and he heard Jen say, "Call me."
Then Jen came back into the room. She looked like she was daydreaming, a contented smile on her face. Then she seemed to remember where she was and she refocused on her husband. She offered her hand and he took it. "Come on," she softly said. She led him to the shower. Turning it on, she undressed him and then herself. She soaped him up, and then got on her knees and put his hard cock in her mouth. He came almost immediately. Jen couldn't help noticing how little he came, but she didn't say anything of course (she didn't know Mike had cum only an hour before, but then he always came just a little). They dried each other and got into bed, not bothering to put anything on.
"I know we have a lot to talk about, but I'm so tired," she said. "Will you lie with me?" Despite Mike's heartache and the strong emotions he was feeling, he spooned his wife and they fell asleep.
The next morning Jen woke with a wicked hangover. She took two aspirin and drank a huge cup of water. Her memory of the previous evening was spotty, but she remembered enough to be mortified by what she'd done. She had on only the camisole and tights, so somehow she'd undressed herself. Or had Ralph undressed her? She shivered at the possibility.
Ralph called that day and the next, but she didn't answer. Mike got home and she told him what happened. Of course it got him turned on beyond belief and he fucked her non-stop. Afterwards to Mike, his wife appeared reticent about it and refused to talk to Ralph, either over the phone or at church. Mike could tell she'd been turned on, and she had been. Running her hands over Ralph's hard chest and actually palming his erection had been incredibly exciting. But she had so many conflicting thoughts and feelings. Yes, it had been exciting, and she was terribly attracted to Ralph. But she'd acted like a slut and it embarrassed her. Also, she sensed Alicia wanted to get back together with Ralph, so she felt like she was betraying her friend. Finally, she worried about Mike and whether he could handle it if their game went much further. She had her own mixed feelings about that, too.
But Mike was insistent. He constantly talked about Ralph, how he was a friend and it wasn't fair to give him the cold shoulder treatment, how he was the perfect guy to further explore their fantasies. He explained how the fantasy of her getting picked up in a bar was powerful for him, but in the end the thought of her getting fucked by a perfect stranger was too much for him. The bull party was the same problem, just 100 times worst. Someday he'd probably be ready for that, but not the first time.
Ralph was perfect. Clearly she was attracted to him. But also he was a friend and married (like Jen, Mike sensed Ralph and Alicia would eventually get back together), and much older. Thus, Mike wasn't threatened by Ralph. After weeks of being harassed and cajoled, Jen finally agreed to meet up with Ralph. "To talk, that's all," she said, agreeing with Mike it wasn't fair to give him the cold shoulder especially after they'd become such good friends.
They invited Ralph over for dinner. Mike wanted to pick out Jen's clothes, but she refused. Instead she picked out a turtleneck, jeans, bra, pantyhose and flats. She didn't wear makeup or even any perfume. She also wore her hair in a ponytail. Mike's face dropped when he saw her, but she didn't change.
Dinner went great. It was awkward at first, but eventually the friends laughed and talked like nothing had happened. They shared two bottles of wine. Then Mike pulled out a bottle of tequila and they did shots, laughing and giggling. "I've got a surprise," Mike said showing them a small baggie.
Jen looked surprised. "Is that grass?"
Mike smiled and nodded as he rolled a joint. "I bought it from a guy at work." He lit it and took a deep drag, then handed it to Jen.
She giggled. "Oh my god, I haven't gotten high since college!" She took a drag, holding the smoke in her lungs, then finally letting it out. "Oh my," she said, already feeling its effects.
Mike took the joint from her and handed it to Ralph. As he took a drag, Mike turned on soft music and pulled Jen into his arms, moving in a slow dance. Ralph finished the joint and rolled and lit another, handing it to Mike. Mike took a long drag and then so did Jen. All three were feeling the effects of the alcohol and grass.
Mike and Jen continued to slowly dance, the married couple looking into each other's eyes. "What's happening?" Jen asked with an uncertain voice.
Mike didn't answer. He took another drag and then so did Jen. He maneuvered Jen to where Ralph stood. With a casual grin that belied the seriousness of the moment, he handed his wife to Ralph. Awkwardly, Ralph put his arms around Jen's waist. She looked at Mike uncertainly, then looked at Ralph and put her arms around his neck. They began to dance, slowly moving from side to side, looking into each other's eyes. Mike sat in a chair, mesmerized.
Ralph was rock hard. Jen felt so good in his arms. She looked more beautiful than ever, and without makeup she looked so young, like a princess. As they danced, he didn't smell her normal perfume. Instead he smelled baby powder. He was so completely captivated by her, and looking into her face was hypnotic. As if in a dream, he heard himself ask Mike, "Can I kiss your wife?"
Mike gulped, knowing this was the moment. He'd wanted this for so long. He felt overwhelmed with lust, lightheaded with excitement. Jen turned to look at him, an uncertain expression on her face. "Please do," he said looking into his wife's eyes.
A moment later Jen felt Ralph's lips on hers. He started slow, just little kisses on her lips, then he placed his mouth fully on hers. He probed with his tongue, and she opened her mouth, and then his tongue was inside her mouth. They kissed for minutes, and when they finally parted both were panting.
Still in Ralph's arms, Jen looked over at her husband. He had taken his cock out and was slowly stroking himself. "Sit down," she said turning back to Ralph. She got on her knees between his legs and unbuckled and unzipped him. She pulled down his jeans and saw the huge tent in his shorts. Her hands practically shook as she pulled down his shorts. Her eyes went wide. "Um ... really?" she said to herself in amazement as she gawked at the gigantic thing sticking up at her. It was huge, at least three hands long and very thick, with big veins running up the sides. She wrapped both hands around him. It was hard like granite, but the skin soft like a baby's skin, a darker shade of Ralph's dark complexion and completely unblemished.
She looked again at her husband. He was still stroking his cock. She looked into his eyes. "Are you sure?" she silently asked. Reading her mind, Mike nodded eagerly. Seeing him like that, his face a picture of frenzied lust, Jen understood what her husband wanted. For the first time she truly understood the wild extent of his demented fantasies.
As if making a decision, she looked back at Ralph's cock. Then she opened her lips and took him into her mouth.
Ralph moaned as he felt Jen's lips envelope him. He could tell she wasn't used to his size, but she was doing a good job, better than good. He'd never had any girl so beautiful go down on him, it made it even more exciting. He wanted to wrap his hands around her head and thrust into her mouth, but he held back not wanting to hurt her. He'd done that to other girls, roughly fucked their face, to Alicia, and to the many girls he'd bedded since they separated, but he didn't want to do that to Jen, she was too special. But he couldn't resist touching her, so he reached down and fondled her breasts.
Jen could barely take any of Ralph's cock in her mouth, he was just too thick. She loved the smell of him, the musty man smell. She felt his hands on her breasts and it felt good. She wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin. She released Ralph's cock and took off her turtleneck. She pulled off the hair tie and shook out her long blonde hair. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She looked over at her husband. His pants and shorts were around his ankles, showing off his thin, pale legs. Crazed lust filled his face, his lower lip drooping as he panted excitedly. His hand was wrapped around his penis. She noticed his hand completely engulfed his penis, she couldn't even see it. She'd known Ralph was bigger than her husband, but until now it had been an abstract thought. Now though, their immense size difference became real to her.
Jen took off her bra and let it drop to the floor. She turned back to Ralph, seeing him stare at her chest. She waited for him to say something. When he didn't, she said timidly, "I guess not as big as Sophie's, huh?"
Ralph finally tore his eyes from Jen's tits and looked into her blue eyes. "They're the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen," he gushed sincerely, reaching with both hands and cupping her almost reverently.
Jen was taken aback, and realized she'd been holding her breath. Until that moment, she hadn't realized how much it mattered to her what Ralph thought of her small breasts. She smiled bashfully, blushing from Ralph's compliment. She wrapped her hands around his rod and again took him into her mouth.
Ralph gasped at the sensation of his cock once again in Jen's soft mouth. His instinct was to roll his head back, but he couldn't tear his eyes from Jen's beautiful face, her mouth open wide around his shaft. As her head moved up and down her long soft hair fell onto his thighs. He gripped the armrests at the sensation. He had never felt anything as good, her soft blonde hair swaying across his thighs as she sucked and licked him. He'd always been partial to girls with short hair, but now he realized what he'd been missing all his adult life.
"I'm gonna cum!" he groaned suddenly. He assumed she'd pull off and finish him with her hands – most girls (including Alicia) did that -- but instead she swallowed more of his rod. "Ugh, god!" he cried at the welcome surprise, and then he came, his hips bucking with every ejaculation, his hands instinctively gripping the back of Jen's head and shoving more of his thick rod down her throat.
Jen wasn't prepared for the amount of cum shooting out of Ralph's cock, and then he shoved more of his cock into her mouth. She thought she was going to gag. Then she felt his hands behind her head and he shoved more of his cock down her throat, and tears rolled down her face. But somehow she held on, and finally she felt him softening in her mouth. When she finally let him drop from her mouth, all she could say was "wow."
She wiped her wet hands on her jeans and rubbed the tears from her cheek. She looked back at Mike. He had cum too, his sperm on his hands. She went over to him and knelt at his feet. She softly stroked his cheek with her hand. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah," he answered, but she saw hurt in his eyes.
"It's okay," she said softly, taking Mike's hand and lovingly licking the cum from his fingers.
Mike had felt jealous watching his wife go down on Ralph, especially since she was so clearly enthralled by Ralph's cock. Mike had known it was big, but he'd never imagined it would be that long and thick. It made him feel insecure but excited him at the same time. Even though he'd just cum his lust still overwhelmed him. "Lay down," he commanded. He got on the floor and pulled off his wife's jeans, leaving her in just her black tights. He felt her crotch. She was soaking wet. He got between her legs and tore a hole in her pantyhose, exposing her glistening pussy. He went down on her. He heard her moan, and it made him feel good. He wanted to be the man who made her cum.
Mike heard Jen moaned again, and he licked harder, knowing how she liked it. But he felt her body writhe and sensed it wasn't due to what he was doing. He looked up. To his surprise, Ralph was kissing Jen. He was fondling her breasts, rubbing her nipples between his fingers, and she was stroking his cock which was hard again. Jen continued moaning even though Mike was no longer eating her, so he knew it was Ralph she was responding to, not him. In fact, he got the feeling Jen hadn't even been aware of what he'd been doing. Ralph's lips left Jen's and he took her nipple into his mouth. Her body writhed as he sucked her nipple, and then Ralph's hand moved over her flat stomach and cupped her pussy. With annoyance, Mike wondered what Ralph would've done if he'd still been eating her, push him out of the way? Jen moaned and arched her back as Ralph pressed his thumb against her clit. Mike rose from between his wife's legs and sat back into the chair, feeling like a third wheel. Ralph immediately got between Jen's legs. Mike knew he was about to see his wife fucked.
This was what he wanted, right? What he'd fantasized about for years? But his heart felt about to burst. He wanted to shout STOP! He wanted to pull Ralph away from his wife and kick him out of their house. But he knew he couldn't do that again to Jen. It would be worst if he tried to stop it. So he sat there dumbly, feeling as if in shock, like watching a train wreck happening.
Ralph grabbed his big dick and aimed it at the opening Mike had ripped in his wife's pantyhose. He pressed it between her slim pussy lips and then leaned down on her. Jen groaned and spread her long legs wider as the big head of his cock penetrated her.
"Ugh you're big!" Jen grunted her eyes clenched shut.
"It's alright, just relax, I'll go slow," Ralph said soothingly. He gently pushed against her over and over, slowly pushing in and then out, each time pushing a little more of his cock into her. Jen grunted and her nostrils flared with each of his thrusts. She couldn't believe the incredible sensations of having something so big pushing inside her and how wonderful it felt. She'd had a few other men before marrying, and most had been bigger than Mike. But nothing like Ralph. This was a totally new unbelievable experience.
Ralph took his time, patient and gentle, supporting himself on his muscular arms. Clearly he'd done this many times before, knowing how to indoctrinate his big cock to a girl for the first time. Finally with one of his thrusts he stayed in a push up position above her. He had enough of his cock inside so he could simply apply constant pressure until Jen's pussy relaxed and gave way and that's exactly what happened as he expertly pushed himself balls deep into Jen's pussy.
"Ugh!" Jen grunted as she took the full length and thickness of Ralph's manhood. "God you're so big!"
"Are you okay?" he asked gently kissing her lips.
"God yes!" she gushed. "It feels wonderful!"
Ralph smiled with satisfaction. He lifted himself up off of her and then pushed back down, impaling her with his long thick cock. He did it over and over, Jen's nostrils flaring each time he plunged into her, but she was becoming accustomed to his size. Sensing this, Ralph started fucking her harder with each thrust. It wasn't long before Mike heard their bodies slapping together. Despite his mixed feelings, he was hard again and began stroking himself.
"Oh god oh god oh god," Jen cried, her voice beginning to breakdown, no longer able to speak clearly. Her cries rose over the rapid slapping noise and Ralph's own grunts. Ralph's penis size and his sexual prowess were taking her to a new sexual level. Jen whimpered as Ralph continued his assault on her body, and then she began to sob ecstatically. It was obvious Jen was experiencing something she'd never before had with any man, including her husband.
Ralph kept up this brutal pace for an extraordinary length of time, and he had Jen screaming his name over and over. Then Ralph lifted Jen onto the sofa. Mike saw Ralph was going to have even more leverage with his feet on the floor and God only knew what he was going to put her through now. He found out immediately as Ralph began rapidly humping between Jen' s legs. He could clearly see his enormous phallus slicing into his wife like a battering ram. It looked like a thick pipe made from a shiny marble as it glistened with Jen's excitement. Then Ralph put Jen's legs over his shoulders, giving him even more leverage. He licked and rubbed Jen's tights-covered calves across his cheeks as he pounded away. Her moans and sobs of ecstasy were continuous, and her pretty stockinged feet flailed helplessly in the air with each of Ralph's thrusts.
"Cum for me baby!" Ralph urged her.
"Oh Ralph!" was all Jen could muster. Mike knew his wife was on the verge of a huge orgasm.
"That's it, let it happen, cum on my cock!"
"Oh Ralph, oh god!" Jen cried as her orgasm hit. Her body shuddered from the thunderous orgasms that overtook her body. Ralph released her legs from his shoulders and leaned down, planting his lips over hers and kissing her through her orgasm. Mike's jealousy peaked at the intense intimacy of the gesture, yet his body betrayed him and he lurched and once again ejaculated over his hand.
As Jen writhed underneath him, Ralph kept up a relentless rhythm. His endurance was incredible. To Mike's dismay, her orgasm seemed to go on forever. Still kissing him, Jen wrapped her arms and long legs around Ralph, hugging him so close it was like they were a single person. Finally Ralph slowed his pace, sensing Jen's orgasm subsiding. He moved her to lie on the sofa, but they remained in their intimate embrace. He kept fucking her but slowed so he could talk softly into her ear. They held each other and kissed as they talked. Mike could hear the whispers but couldn't make out what was being said. Occasionally Jen would smile and nod her head, then they'd kiss some more.
Jen's legs were dbangd around Ralph. Her tights were laddered and drenched with sweat. She untangled herself from him and let him climb off of her. His penis withdrew from her making a suction noise as it popped out of her pussy. Ralph stood up and held out his hand. Jen gave him a stunning smile and took his hand, and he helped her off the sofa. They held each other for a moment, his hard cock pressed against her flat stomach.
Jen stood on her tiptoes, held Ralph's head in her hands and kissed him. Again, the intimacy of the gesture made Mike's heart sink. Smiling, she gently squeezed Ralph's hard cock, acknowledging he hadn't yet cum. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom she shared with Mike. She didn't even glance in Mike's direction, and he felt completely forgotten. Worst, he felt like he'd lost his wife. Ralph had already cum in her mouth and down her throat, now he was going to cum deep inside her womb and then who knew where else during the night. Mike's guess was Jen wasn't going to get much sleep this night.
With horror Mike remembered Jen had gone off the pill months ago, and she hadn't made Ralph wear a condom. Ralph was clearly extremely fertile; he had 4 kids with Alicia. Mike leaped to his feet, he could still stop this. But getting up so quickly made him dizzy, especially with all the alcohol and grass in his body, and he staggered and fell. He finally got up, but he couldn't move very fast.
When he finally entered his bedroom he saw Jen on her back, Ralph between her spread legs. Suddenly Ralph moaned and his muscular back arched, and he pumped again and again into Jen each time with a shuddering groan, and then finally he slowed down. Like before they kissed and spoke softly to each other, Jen's arms around his neck, softly playing with his hair.
Ralph was still inside her but his cock softened, and Mike's heart sank as he saw a thick milky cream leak from her pussy and coat her black tights. Mike knew in his heart Ralph had just impregnated his wife. He staggered from the room, fell on the sofa and passed out.
Sometime in the middle of the night Mike woke. He was barely awake, still drunk from the alcohol and pot. But his foggy brain registered he was in bed. How had he gotten there? He felt something sharp stabbing into his thigh. No, he wasn't in bed, he was in a boat, he felt the waves. He opened his eyes. Everything was blurry. Then he began making out shapes. Jen lay beside him. On her back. Ralph on top of her, between her open legs. Her bare legs, she'd taken off the tights. Ralph moving back and forth. Jen's moans and whimpering. Ralph was fucking her again. Not waves, the bed moving. Ouch. What was pressing into his thigh? A high heel? Jen had on heels, and the stiletto dug into him as Ralph fucked her. Then the pressure disappeared. Jen's legs went on Ralph shoulders. He bed shook harder. He grunted. His back arched. He pumped over and over. More baby making juice in his wife's fertile womb. Then Mike passed out again.
Mike felt the sun on his face. He opened his bloodshot eyes. He felt terrible, his head pounded. The bed was moving. He looked over. Ralph was on his back this time, Jen on top, slowly moving up and down, rocking back and forth. As she moved up, Mike saw Ralph's long thick cock, glistening with the excitement of his wife's pussy. He wasn't wearing a condom, which was no surprise. Each time she moved down on Ralph's cock, Mike heard her whimper and moan. Ralph reached up and gently cupped her breasts, gently rubbing her nipples and making her moan even more. Jen leaned down and kissed him, their kiss lasting a long time as she slowly rocked back and forth, then she slowly drew back, her long soft blonde hair rolling over his chest, and Mike heard Ralph moan. Mike loved it when Jen did that to him, when she was on top and swayed her long blonde hair over his chest, it felt so incredibly good. Ralph had never experienced that with Alicia or his short haired girlfriends, but now he was discovering that wonderful sensation from his wife.
It wasn't the frantic fucking of last night. It was slow. It was considerate. With a sinking heart Mike realized Jen wasn't fucking Ralph. She was making love to him.
He got out of bed, disheartened. They didn't even notice, Jen didn't notice. He thought about killing himself. What did he have to live for? He'd lost his wife. No doubt she was pregnant from Ralph's fertile sperm. He had a gun and bullets in the desk. All he had to do is put it in his mouth and pull the trigger. Maybe then Jen would notice him again, at least for a minute. But he didn't have the guts to do it. He was a wimp letting another man fuck his wife, and a coward too. He made coffee and sat at the kitchen table.
He could hear their moans of passion and ecstasy. He knew he should leave the house, maybe take a drive, but he was frozen in place, like an insect attracted to flame. He heard Jen cry out in orgasm, and then moments later Ralph's groans and the bed slammed up and down against the floor, over and over again, Ralph depositing another big load of his fertile seed deep into his wife's womb. Was there any chance he hadn't impregnated her by now? His cock twitched at the thought and he experienced another wave of self-disgust.
He heard bare feet on the hardwood floor and then the shower being turned on. The shower curtain opening and closing. Laughing and giggling. Then silence. Then moans and whimpering. God, were they really doing it again so soon? He heard banging against the wall, and imagined Jen pressed against the shower tiles, her long legs wrapped around Ralph's waist, the two kissing as he pounded her again with his big cock. Mike couldn't help himself. He reached into his shorts, and came after just a few tugs of his cock, barely catching his sperm with a tissue so at least he didn't soil himself. Finally the pounding stopped, and then the shower turned off, and he heard people dressing. Mike felt like he wanted to cry.
Five minutes later Jen emerged from the bedroom. Freshly showered, she wore only the Penn State t-shirt she normally wore to bed. Seeing Mike sitting at the table, she smiled hesitantly, looking a little guilty. Moving behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I wondered where you went," she said kissing his cheek.
Feeling a flood of emotions, Mike didn't know what to say. So he went with the practicalities. "I'm not sure how I winded up in bed."
"I found you passed out on the sofa, so I helped you get into bed."
"Oh," was all he could think to say. Was that before or after you let Ralph fuck your brains out some more? he thought bitterly. Probably both. Had they gotten any sleep at all? Or had they fucked all night long?
Jen sensed her husband's dark mood. She sat next to him and took his hand, studying his face.
Ralph came into the kitchen a few minutes later. He had the good graces to look embarrassed and awkward. Jen smiled at him, and told him to sit down. She got him a cup of coffee, and then made a big breakfast of pancakes, eggs and bacon. Even without makeup, her hair brushed back wet, and wearing just an old t-shirt, she looked gorgeous and sexy, especially as she reached up on her tiptoes to retrieve the pancake mix and plates. Ralph couldn't take his eyes off her.
Jen served Mike first and then Ralph, and she sat close to Mike. But as they talked and laughed over breakfast it was clear the conversation was more between Jen and Ralph, with Mike mostly left out. Again he felt like a third wheel. Eventually Jen and Ralph sensed this and they stopped talking, a long awkward silence following, and this made Mike feel worse.
Ralph thought this was a good time to leave. He got up, saying, "I better get going, Alicia will be bringing home the kids soon." He shook Mike's hand. "You're a better person than me. I could never do what you do." Mike took his words as an indictment, not a compliment.
"Um ... I'll see Ralph out," Jen said to Mike, getting up. They turned the corner into the foyer. Mike couldn't see them. But he heard soft voices, and what sounded like a lengthy hug, and then a long kiss. Then the door opened, and he heard Jen say, "Call me."
Then Jen came back into the room. She looked like she was daydreaming, a contented smile on her face. Then she seemed to remember where she was and she refocused on her husband. She offered her hand and he took it. "Come on," she softly said. She led him to the shower. Turning it on, she undressed him and then herself. She soaped him up, and then got on her knees and put his hard cock in her mouth. He came almost immediately. Jen couldn't help noticing how little he came, but she didn't say anything of course (she didn't know Mike had cum only an hour before, but then he always came just a little). They dried each other and got into bed, not bothering to put anything on.
"I know we have a lot to talk about, but I'm so tired," she said. "Will you lie with me?" Despite Mike's heartache and the strong emotions he was feeling, he spooned his wife and they fell asleep.
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